Excuse me, who are you?

Autumn is getting stronger, a gust of cold wind is blowing, and pedestrians on the street quicken their pace.

The room is full of warmth, the food on the table is steaming, and the atmosphere is slightly intoxicated with wine.

"Come, come, have another drink."

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The noisy environment made Ye Qian's drowsy head even more dizzy.

It can be said that there have been many happy events recently. The project of the laboratory has been awarded the National Natural Science Foundation of China, and has been rated as the National 973 Project, which means that the laboratory has a large amount of funds. It's a happy event, so everyone decided to come out and have a meal. A few rough and unrestrained northern gentlemen haven't had a few mouthfuls of food, but they drink continuously. The posture of persuading people to drink is like not drinking and owing 500 million to others.

Of course, Ye Qian was unavoidably drunk several times. He knew that his alcohol capacity was not good, and he rarely drank, but today he could see that everyone was very happy, so it was hard to refuse, so he insisted on drinking. After several cups, he was already a little dizzy at the moment, and the smell of alcohol rushed up, and several intoxicating blushes appeared on his white and tender face.

Taking advantage of the people around him not paying attention, Ye Qian bent sideways and walked out of the box door.

He leaned on the wall and walked slowly towards the bathroom. Along the way, he was stared at by waiters and passers-by A, B, and C several times.

That's right, but anyone with good eyesight can't help but look at someone with good looks. People have a natural love and yearning for beauty. Beautiful people look pleasing to the eye, and very beautiful people are even more beautiful. Not to mention, the first glance makes people feel elated and can't help but take a few more glances.

And Ye Qian belongs to the kind of person who is especially good-looking, and of course he is bound to be saluted by people passing by.

But at this moment Ye Qian is really dizzy, his feet are floating like he is walking on the waves, he just wants to go to the bathroom to wash his face and wake up.

After splashing cold water on his face, Ye Qian felt that his head was not so heavy. Looking at his flushed cheeks in the mirror, the slightly long bangs that were wet by the water were stuck to his forehead, looking delicate and handsome. Ye Qian's face became more and more youthful and childish, Ye Qian thought maybe it's time to take some time to get a haircut.

"Brother Hang, are you okay? Those grandsons are trying to feed you on purpose, I'll wait for you..."

"It's all right."

When Ye Qian heard this deep voice, his heart tightened, no way, his body couldn't help trembling.

"It's all right now, alas, brother, be careful not to knock."

A young man wearing glasses walked in with the help of a man in a suit, accompanied by the smell of alcohol.

Ye Qian suppressed the panic in his heart, and when he saw clearly the tall young man in a suit leaning on the man with glasses through the huge mirror in front of him, his heart suddenly rose to his throat. Youji trembled, clenched his fists nervously, and found that his palms were wet with sweat.

The two walked in slowly.

"Brother, can you stand still?" The young man with eyes put his arms around the shoulder of the man in the suit. "Oh, brother, you must be drinking too much. Can you do it? I'll help you..."

"Shut up!" The man in the suit interrupted impatiently.

"Hey, bro, you can spend the night with me tonight," the man with glasses said with deep concern in his voice, "otherwise I don't feel at ease."

Ye Qian glanced at the intimate movements of the two through the corner of his eyes in the mirror, and the uncontrollable sourness surged up in his chest, and he was in a panic, what should we do?what to do

The people inside had already left slowly, Ye Qian's body made a choice faster than reason at that moment, chose to run away at that moment, broke out in a cold sweat nervously, and dragged his exhausted and weak body forcibly Staggered all the way out.

After walking out of the restaurant, Ye Qian found that his coat was still in the box, but he didn't have the courage to step in again.

This autumn in this small northern city was extremely cold, the cold wind blew, Ye Qian shrank his neck, more than half of the alcohol was gone, Ye Qian walked slowly along the street.

Ji Muhang is back...

when did he come back...

He is now in this city...

He seems to be drunk...

Never seen him drunk before, he seems tired, heavy dark circles can be seen under his closed eyes, who is that guy next to him, looks very intimate, go to sleep with him tonight What do you mean, don't you...

Tears flowed out unpreparedly like this, rolling down unscrupulously, Ye Qian didn't know why he was crying, but when the cool liquid slipped down his face, Ye Qian felt bitter and sad as if he was about to suffocate.

Ji Muhang is back, back, back...

"Hey brother, are you okay? I think you look very bad." While waiting for the traffic lights, the man with glasses saw through the rearview mirror that Ji Muhang who was sitting in the back was curled up on the seat and was pressing his stomach with his hands.

"It's okay." Ji Muhang Ninja's stomach throbbed intermittently, his face was pale, a thin layer of cold sweat formed on his forehead, and his lips were peeled due to the dry weather, but none of these embarrassments could conceal the handsomeness of this man Handsome, with a tough face, a straight nose, a thin chin, and long eyelashes trembling because of stomach pain.

The man in glasses looked at Ji Muhang behind him from time to time, his frowning eyebrows showed his master's restlessness and uneasiness.

"It's so bad, there's another traffic jam!" The man with glasses patted the steering wheel in front, recalling the ear-piercing sound of the horn.

"Brother, can you still hold on?" The man in glasses turned his head to look at Ji Muhang anxiously, "Forget it, I'll carry you to the hospital."

After finishing speaking, he quickly picked up his wallet and mobile phone, got out of the car and opened the car door to help Ji Muhang out. He patted Ji Muhang's face. Seeing the cold sweat on his forehead, he was impatient. He leaned Ji Muhang on the car, then squatted down and carried his upper body. I kicked the door of the car and walked through the crowded and stagnant driving ant pile.

"Brother, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?" The man with glasses saw Ji Muhang wake up by the bed and quickly got up and asked.

"Better, what time is it?" Ji Muhang lifted the quilt, trying to sit up.

"It's almost three o'clock." The man with glasses helped Ji Muhang to sit up, "Brother, I beg you, take it easy next time, your stomach is bleeding, and you're going to die, is this business important to you!! !"

The man in glasses sat down angrily and stared at Ji Muhang.

"Wang Yang, I'm fine, I won't do it next time." Ji Muhang patted the glasses man on the shoulder.

Wang Yang turned his head angrily and ignored him.

Ji Muhang knew that this kid was really angry, and it wouldn't happen if he drank so much wine, but recently he was really tired, black and white turned upside down, and he couldn't even take care of eating, which led to such an outburst today.

"Xiaoyang, I'm really fine. We can take a good rest for a few days. How about taking you to a big meal?" Ji Muhang lowered his voice and tried to comfort the person in front of him.

"What do you want to eat? Hairy crab? Crayfish?" Ji Muhang leaned forward to get closer to Wang Yang, "Xiao Yang?"

Wang Yang caught sight of Ji Muhang who was about to get up from the corner of his eyes, and turned around quickly, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Eat wool! You're already thinking about eating that, don't kill you!"

Ye Qian suffered from insomnia. At three o'clock in the morning, the loneliest moment in the whole city, he was lying on the bed alone, feeling weak all over. His body would be hot and cold for a while. He realized that he must have a cold and a fever, but he didn't want to move. Consciousness also stagnated, playing the scene he saw during the day in a continuous loop.

Ji Muhang is back.

"Xiaohang..." Ye Qian buried his face in the soft and thick bed, the sheets were wet with tears.

The cold air has invaded these past few days, and it's only October, and everyone has put on thick cotton clothes with concern.

"Ah--" Ye Qian hasn't recovered from the cold since that time, and it seems to be getting worse today. Alas, it seems that taking medicine doesn't work, Ye Qian is thinking about whether to go to the hospital to get a bottle.

"Ms. Ye, your cold has not recovered. It has been dragging on for more than a week. Why don't you go to the hospital." A stylishly dressed female teacher looked at Ye Qian worriedly.

"Well, I'm going to take a look too, thank you." Ye Qian's voice was particularly low and sexy because of his strong nasal voice.

The young female teacher blushed, "Go quickly, you just don't have class this afternoon."

"Well, then I'm leaving."

Walking in the windy campus, Ye Qian felt that his head was a little heavy, he was dizzy, his feet were floating, it was very uncomfortable.

"Brother, your speech today is so handsome, the eyes of those students are straight, hey, are you coming to the interview in the afternoon?" Wang Yang looked at Ji Muhang with a calm face beside him, and smiled wickedly, "The lecture just now When it was over, several classmates came to ask me for your contact information." He clicked his tongue, "You look very straight."

Ji Muhang patted Wang Yang's shoulder helplessly, "You boy, you think about everything all day long."

"Of course I was thinking about interesting things," Wang Yang jumped forward, and said with a joke, "Brother, why did you come today? Xiao Li and I can do such small things. I can't see that you treat your alma mater so well." I miss it."

Ji Muhang smiled wryly in his heart and laughed at himself, yes, why did he come, that person's face unconsciously appeared in front of his eyes.

"Watch the road carefully." Ji Muhang shouted.

"Ah-"

"I'm sorry." Wang Yang hurriedly apologized to the person he bumped into.

The man lowered his head, covered his mouth and waved his hands

"Ah-"

"Are you okay?" Wang Yang helped the person in front of him.

"It's all right." There was a hoarseness unique to sickness in the feeble voice.

Ji Muhang froze in place, this voice, this is...

Lifting up the thin body in front of him, a pale face came into his eyes, it was a face he was very familiar with, and he would never forget it, even though it was full of exhaustion and tiredness now.

Ye Qian was in a daze, he was startled by such a sudden grab, and when he looked up, he was stunned.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Ji Muhang grabbed Ye Qian's wrist tightly, then squatted down in front of him, motioning Ye Qian to come up.

Ye Qianmu lay down on Ji Muhang's back in a daze, obedient to the habit in his memory.

Wang Yang was startled by the sudden painting style in front of him, messed up in the wind, what's going on.

"Brother, who is this person? Do you know him?" Wang Yang asked as he walked by.

"Yes." Ji Muhang replied in a low voice.

Wang Yang glanced at the quiet man on Ji Muhang's back. He was a very handsome man, and his posture on his back seemed obedient.

Originally, it should be strange for a big man to carry another big man on his back, but the picture in front of him doesn't look awkward or inappropriate at all, as if such things have become a habit.

Wang Yang felt that the atmosphere at this time was a bit inexplicably unclear, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Brother, then Sister Li and I will deal with the rest of the matter." Wang Yang hesitated for a few seconds, "You don't come this afternoon, we just take responsibility."

"Well," Ji Muhang glanced at Wang Yang, "Call me if you need anything."

"Okay, here are the car keys." Wang Yang saw that Ji Muhang didn't have any, so he put it in his pocket.

Ye Qian's originally drowsy consciousness suddenly became clear at this moment, and his heart swelled when he saw the intimate interaction between the two in front of him.

Ji Muhang carried Ye Qian on his back, feeling the weight of the person on his body, the emotions that had been hidden in his heart surged out all of a sudden, sour and sour, as expected, he still couldn't take care of himself, his brows were slightly frowned, maybe some things seemed to be ahead of schedule up.

"You've lost weight, how did you make yourself look like this?" Ji Muhang's low tone revealed a hint of reproach. This person never knew how to take good care of himself, and he was so distressed that he almost wanted to shout, " Why didn't you tell me!", but he held back at that second because he had no reason to ask now.

"I'm fine, I just have a cold," Ye Qian sniffed, "I was planning to go to the hospital."

Ye Qian was very wronged, maybe sick people are easily sensitive and fragile, when Ye Qian heard Ji Muhang's reprimand, his nose was sour and his eyes were red.

"Stop, I want to come down." Ye Qian twisted his body, his thick nasal voice was full of childishness and grievance.

"Stop making trouble, I'll take you to the hospital." Ji Muhang stopped and comforted him softly, "I don't blame you, alas, I... Forget it."

"What are you, I want to go by myself, don't worry about it!" Ye Qian struggled to get down.

"Why are you still the same as before? Don't make trouble when you're sick." Ji Muhang tightened his arms and coaxed patiently.

"What's wrong with me, why do you care about me, I don't need you!" Ye Qian said stubbornly, his voice seemed to be crying in a low voice, "you go, didn't you go, why do you still care about me?" I?"

Ji Muhang was stunned, he really didn't care about his reasons, didn't he, so he laughed at himself depressedly.

"Okay, then come down." Ji Muhang squatted down and put Ye Qian on the ground.

Ye Qian was stunned. He didn't expect that Ji Muhang would really let him go. No matter what he said before, Ji Muhang would not just let him go like this. It turns out... Sure enough... Is it different from before...

Ye Qian just took a quick step forward in anger, but he couldn't stand still and almost fell down. Ji Muhang quickly pulled him back, looked at Ye Qian's red eyes, and sighed: "Oh, forget it, I'll carry you on my back .”

It was quiet in the hospital in the early hours of the morning.

Ji Muhang looked at Ye Qian who was lying on the bed, and sure enough, the back of his hand was swollen again, every time the infusion was always like this, some things remained the same, but some things changed, but time slipped away.

Looking at Ye Qian who was sleeping peacefully, Ji Muhang's heart was overwhelmed. He lost weight and his complexion was very bad. Why didn't that Li Wensen take good care of Ye Qian? From then until now, he didn't have a phone call. Could it be that he doesn't care? ?At the beginning, he said so swearingly that he would take good care of Ye Qian, so what happened? Ye Qian's words "Why do you care about me, I don't care about you" kept echoing in his ears, and Ji Muhang felt bored again. Angry again.